In a hotel not far from Katnod Prison, the desert eagle lying flat on its bed suddenly woke up.

"it."

The startled sound startled the laughing artist who was operating the drone, and hurriedly switched the perspective of the shooting.

"Why are you yelling so loudly—"

"Lao Tzu told you to stare at people, what are you staring at?" The sand sculpture that jumped out of bed slapped him on the back of the head and snatched the tablet into his hand.

The bird's-eye view of the prison is not unusual, but the laughing man's bad face seems to confess everything.

Looking at the angry sand sculpture, the laughing craftsman coughed and asked nervously in a low voice.

“…… What's going on? ”

The sand sculpture said with a gloomy face.

"You've lost your goal! Just now Taran posted on the forum that he had even visited the Enlightenment stronghold. ”

The laugher's eyes widened.

"Damn?! So fast? ”

The sand sculpture slapped the back of his head again.

"Don't be so damned, hurry up and change places."

The laughing man covered the back of his head and said in confusion.

"Go, where?"

The sand sculpture scolded.

"Marshal's arsenal! The Enlightenment's stronghold in Eternal Night Harbor! Thanks to the lack of heart, he left the address on the forum, or we will wait for the rabbit. ”

The laughing man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then his spirits lifted again.

"What's next? Shall we go straight in? Serve them in one pot! ”

It's a bit difficult for two people to raid the Enlightenment's stronghold, but it's not completely out of the question.

As long as you have prepared in advance, you can give it a try!

The sand sculpture narrowed its eyes.

"Are you a pig? We have to find bigger clues along the vine, instead of pinching the clues that are hard to find! That Martin, and the thing called the 'Death Agent,' hasn't surfaced yet. ”

The laughing craftsman asked confusedly.

"That'...... What's next? ”

Putting things in his travel bag, the sand sculpture said succinctly.

"Change places and continue to wait for the rabbits."

Now that the location of the stronghold has been found, the rest of the work is simple.

As long as they keep their eyes on that place, they can always wait for that Martin to show up.

But to be honest, the performance of the [Taran Raider] was somewhat unexpected by him.

He originally used that guy as a brick to throw stones and ask for directions, but he didn't expect this brick to go down and kill the nuclear submarine on the other side.

It's hard not to wonder if this guy is driving something......

……

"Wasteland Online" official website forum, [Taran Raider/Spring Commander] private chat mailbox.

Taran Raider: "Help, big guy!" QAQ”

Commander of the Spring: "...... Which one are you? ”

Taran Raider: "Big brother, do you remember the head-sending operation in Luoxia Province?" I've given your brother Battlefield a head! ”

Commander Spring: "Well, that's been long enough...... What's wrong with you? Declare in advance that you don't need to talk about borrowing money, and you can earn it by doing your own tasks. (Khan)"

Taran Raider: "I'm not borrowing money, I'm just asking for your ideas." Here's the thing, a few days ago I received a hidden mission to investigate information about enlightenment and death. Now it's the case that I've broken into the Enlightenment and become a disciple......"

Commander Spring: "Isn't that good?" You're a lot more cunning than the Battlefield, and we tried so hard to push his ass without pushing him up. ”

It took a few days to break into the Enlightenment Society, this guy is a talent.

The spring commander was also secretly surprised in his heart, it seemed that the newcomers had grown up.

Taran Raider: "Hey, you don't know, maybe I joined the club too quickly, and the old man who brought me in obviously didn't trust me yet, and threw me an anti-drug mission to say it was a test...... But I've just come to Eternal Night Harbor, and I'm not familiar with the place, where can I find that thing? ”

Commander of the Spring: "emmm...... I can't help it, I haven't been that far, and I don't know how to go undercover. But it stands to reason that this game doesn't deliberately throw you an unsolvable task to do. You carefully recall all the clues you encountered along the entire quest chain, and think about what you can use, such as characters that you can use. ”

The Taran Raider, who was sitting in front of the computer, was stunned for a moment, pondering the words sent by the old brother of the spring water repeatedly.

"Roles that can be used......"

Two names popped up in his mind.

One is Yarman, and the other is Nock, whom Yarman introduced him.

The former is a serious businessman, and he probably doesn't know anything about drugs, and he can't help him much.

The mercenary named Nock might be able to help him, but it's a question mark over whether the guy is still alive......

Wait a minute.

A name popped into Taran's mind, the "Morse" who had chased him for several streets!

Relying on his strength alone, it would be tantamount to a dream to investigate such a big case in the unfamiliar Eternal Night Harbor.

But with the help of local gangs......

It doesn't work!

His mind was completely opened, and Taran clenched his fist resting next to the keyboard excitedly, and the thoughts in his mind spun rapidly.

Seeing that Taran hadn't replied for a long time, Izumi unsure typed a line on his keyboard.

"Looks like you've got an idea?"

Taran, who had opened his mind, replied excitedly.

"Thank you!"

Looking at the message on the screen, Quan Shui replied with a smile.

"You're welcome...... I didn't feel like it was helping much, though. ”

……

Wearing a helmet, Taran is back on the line.

Lying flat on a single bed, he opened his eyes suddenly, rolled over and sat up from the bed, got up and walked to the entrance, and pushed the door open.

This is a hotel in the northern part of the city of Eternal Night Harbor, not far from the "Marshal's Arsenal".

Daniel, the "guide," arranged for his assistant to sit at the door of his guest room.

This man's name is Kant, and he is said to be a veteran of the 300,000th Troop, who fought the gray mutants in the desert, and after being discharged from the army, he joined the garrison, and at that time he joined the Enlightenment and became a glorious "disciple".

Of course, this is only a superficial resume, and his real resume is that of an operator in the Intelligence Section of the Garrison.

In addition to his regular assignments with Taran, Daniel was tasked with gathering clues about the latter's covert liaison with the Alliance.

There is an unclear connection between the "snake oil" smuggling case and the forces supported by the alliance.

Daniel judged that the Alliance's spies might sell some of the favored forces to them in order to gain their trust.

And in the process, the "Vespa" they put in a "cocoon" will inevitably try to get in touch with the intelligence services of the Alliance.

Looking at the energetic target who came out of the room, Kant snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand and cast an inquiring gaze.

"Rested?"

Taran nodded, and said cheerfully.

"It's already, come out with me."

Kant's eyebrows lifted slightly, and he glanced the guy up and down, a look of surprise in his eyes.

“…… Looks like you've got a plan. ”

"A must!"

"Is it convenient to reveal?"

Taran didn't answer, just gave him a confident look, and said with a fluttering eyebrow.

"Just follow me."

Looking at Taran as he strode towards the stairs, Kant had a bit of confusion on his face.

He could be sure that this guy had never left his sight.

Even when this guy was resting behind closed doors, there was also a radio team in the vicinity to listen to the whole process, and if anything unusual was discovered, they would report to him immediately.

When did this guy get in touch with the Alliance?

Or is it ......

He's already aware of his situation?

Kant was also a little undecided for a while.

But in order not to show the flaws, he still calmed down and followed, planning to take a look first.

At the same time, on the 4.5th floor of the "Marshal's Arsenal" hotel, Daniel, who had followed the entire plan, also frowned.

Looking at the two people who left in the surveillance footage, he then looked at the intelligence staff on the side, and ordered in a deep voice.

“…… Search the target room, taking care not to leave a trace. ”

The staff member nodded swiftly.

"Yes!"

……

Shortly after Taran and his partner left the hotel, a group of anxious intelligence agents quickly burst into his room and conducted a carpet search of the room.

However, the results of the search surprised them, and they found no suspicious clues.

Daniel smoked three cigarettes in a row and didn't figure out what the problem was.

He was sure that the hooked fish must have made contact with the Alliance, but he just couldn't find a clue to prove his suspicions.

Even in an era when gravitons were already capable of manipulating the graviton, the transmission of information was dependent on the medium.

They can't communicate with superpowers, right?!

And just when the garrison of Eternal Night Harbor was confused that they couldn't find any clues, the [Taran Raider] had already entered Blackwater Alley with his henchmen.

The two of them turned a corner next to the horseshoe tavern and walked straight to Nock's house.

Meanwhile, at Nock's house, Morse, the leader of the Hyena Gang, is sitting in a chair with Erlang's legs crossed, looking through the clues that the younger brothers have tortured from the mouth of a certain addict.

His number one thug, York "Doctor", was sitting across from him at the moment, with an expression on his face that wanted to say something but didn't dare to.

Unlike the optimistic boss, he always felt that it was not a good thing to be involved in the entanglement between the alliance and the legion.

As if sensing what his men were trying to say, Morse said in a casual tone.

"York, do you know what the biggest gap between us and the Iron Hand is?"

York was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied.

“…… Because they run the biggest nightclub and casino in Blackwater Lane? ”

Morse grinned, flipped the page of the note in his hand, and shook his head slightly.

"You're wrong because they have backers."

York frowned.

“…… Patron? What are you referring to...... The boss behind Tony? ”

There have indeed been such rumors in Blackwater Lane, and there is a big man in the Willant behind the Iron Hand Gang.

However, York always felt that it was a rumor, and it was most likely a rumor that Tony had released himself in order to bluff.

After all, no one had ever seen that adult, and he didn't think that any big man would look down on the interests of Blackwater Lane.

However, his boss apparently has a very different opinion.

Looking at York, who was skeptical, Morse said in a slow and logical voice.

"The boss behind Tony has connections in the military, so he can run the biggest nightclub and casino, taking money from the pockets of the trash in Blackwater Alley and the pockets of the Willantes...... Especially the latter, which is the real gold mine. However, without the acquiescence of the Willantes, we didn't even have a chance to touch it. ”

"Although we have a lot of young men who can fight, but there is no point in just being able to fight, we can only fish for leftovers from Blackwater Alley that the big guys look down on...... See the submachine gun in their hands? If our brothers could have a hand, we wouldn't lose to them, but there are some things that money alone can't buy, and when you buy them, you can't use them as blatantly. ”

"If we also have backers, we won't be worse than them."

Ninety-nine percent of the wealth of Evernight Harbor is concentrated in the hands of the Willants.

Blackwater Lane, which accounts for one-third of the entire settlement, does not even have a single percent of the wealth.

However, the emergence of the Enlightenment gave him an opportunity to rise.

He has lived in the local area for so many years, and he has never even heard of the name of this organization, and this organization has quietly penetrated into the interior of the Southern Legion!

This backer is awesome enough!

Of course, knowing what you shouldn't know isn't risk-free.

He might be killed and die in some deserted alley.

However, if he succeeds and makes the mysterious organization hidden in the shadows see his power and worth, he and his brethren will become legends of Blackwater Alley!

A legend more glorious than the Iron Hand Gang!

Just as he was thinking this, there was a soft knock at the door.

York, who sat across from him, reached for the table and picked up the shotgun with the large short barrel, only to be stopped by Morse with his index finger to his lips.

"The man I'm waiting for is here."

With these words in mind, he got up from his chair with a smile, walked to the entrance and opened the door.

Sure enough, standing at the door was the guy he had been chasing for several streets a few days earlier.

"Mr. Taran, it's a pleasure for us to meet again."

The fact that I was able to get out of the infamous Katnod prison is enough to say that the energy of the Enlightenment is enough.

As he spoke, Morse glanced at the man standing behind Taran.

There was an aura of annoyance about him, much like a certain type of person he often interacted with.

Considering that there are Enlightenment people in even the Katenod prison, he reasonably speculates that this guy should be a strip of the garrison.

Looking at the NPC who was putting himself together, Talambi curled his lips with a smile.

Sure enough, this guy is still here.

Although he did come to Morse, he didn't give this guy any good looks.

This is the skill of negotiation, which he learned from the Internet.

Before taking out the carrots, you have to knock the opponent with two sticks.

"I can see you're really happy, I thought you were going to give me a 7mm shot as a greeting gift."

Morse coughed.

"It's a pure misunderstanding, I'm also working for the garrison, they have a wanted warrant, we have to settle it for them, I hope you understand...... And aren't you safe and sound. ”

Kant frowned.

The cooperation between the garrison and the gang forces was the unspoken rule of Eternal Night Harbor, and he didn't want this guy to be unabashedly and random to outsiders.

Taran wasn't surprised by what he said, just glanced into the room.

There were no surprises, the hyena gang was all here, including the bald head with a "groove in his chest".

"Where's Nock?"

Hearing the unfamiliar name, Kant immediately lifted his spirits, but Morse grinned.

"That addict borrowed money that shouldn't have been borrowed, and now it's no longer possible...... Are you sure you want to see him again? ”

Taran smacked his tongue and said in his heart that it was indeed so.

Kant, who saw the big fish slipping away, twitched his brows and lowered his voice to speak.

"You guys...... Isn't it too unserious about the garrison? ”

has already guessed the identity of this note, but Morse is not panicked at all, and said with a smile.

"Is it that I don't take you seriously, or do you not take us seriously, do you need me to explain this?"

Without waiting for Kant to answer, he put away the smile on his face and simply went straight to the point.

"Open the skylight and speak brightly, I know you are members of the Enlightenment. You need people to work, my brothers and I need work, so why don't we cooperate? I'm much better than that addict. ”

The air fell silent for a moment.

Kant's pupils dilated slightly, and then his eyes narrowed into slits, staring at Morse like an eagle aiming at its prey.

However, he didn't wait long, and the sharpness hidden in his gaze turned into confusion again.

This guy is also part of Project Vespa?

Wrong...... If that were the case, Daniel would have told himself in advance.

But wait!

If this guy is not an insider of Project Vespa, how does he know his identity?!

If he was a member of the Enlightenment, then he must have known that his identity was fake.

And if he wasn't a member of the Enlightenment, or a member of Project Vespa, it would be even more impossible to know about the Enlightenment...... Unless he's an Enlightenment.

The results of the two cycles contradicted each other, and Kant's brain crashed for a moment.

There was no surprise to Taran, after all, in his cognition, the infiltration of the Enlightenment Society into the Southern Legion had reached an alarming level, and it had almost become an open secret.

From the moment he stepped into the prison, he had slipped into the information cocoon built by the Southern Legion, and Morse's reaction seemed to him to be nothing more normal, at best a more abrupt manner.

"You want to work with us?" Surveying the cunning hyena, Taran raised his eyebrows with interest.

Morse pursed the corners of his lips and said with a smile.

"Who wouldn't? As long as you join you, no matter how outrageous your wishes may be. ”

"Hmm...... That's true, then I'd like to hear what your wishes are. While saying this, Taran was secretly surprised in his heart, he didn't expect the Enlightenment Society to have this ability.

It's the same with Kant.

He, an agent of the Garrison's Intelligence Section, didn't know that Eternal Night Harbor still had such an organization that could cover the sky with one hand.

If this rumor is not false, it is a clue worth noting.

Seeing that Taran threw an olive branch to himself, Morse was also unceremonious and went straight to the point.

"My wish? My wish is that my name will become a legend of Blackwater Lane...... It's easy for you guys, isn't it? Just let me take over the other gangs' business. ”

Kant said with a sneer.

"Do you think that's possible?"

Morse smiled absently.

"What's impossible? We don't need you to do anything, we just need your acquiescence to something happening...... Hasn't it always been like this anyway? Even if no one does the work of picking up the dung, the dung will not disappear out of thin air, and you leave all the dirty work that is inconvenient to do to me, which is conducive to the stability of the Eternal Night Harbor. ”

Seeing that his assistant looked like he wanted to say something, Taran quickly put his hand on his shoulder and shook it vigorously to signal him not to talk too much.

They are not here to discuss the future of Blackwater Lane, but to solve the problem of "snake oil".

"Well, there's no point in arguing about that...... I think Mr. Morse is right, even if we get rid of all the flies in Nevernight, new flies will come from somewhere else. Mr. Morse, I have only one request for you, not to kidnap the Willantes, not to sell addictive drugs to the Willants, can you do it? ”

Hearing this solemn advice, Morse finally had a big smile on his face.

"No problem, I can restrain my men, and I can even help you keep the law and order and find the lost Wilantes. I can even promise you that in the future, Blackwater Alley will be a playground for the Willants, not a stinking ditch that no one wants to approach except rats...... Like now, unmanaged it stinks worse than a stinky gutter. ”

Kant couldn't control his sneer again, and Taran on the side coughed in time, interrupting Morse's painting.

"It's your freedom to do whatever you want, I don't need you to paint me cakes, and I'm not interested in the future of Blackwater Lane...... Now, I need you to prove your worth. Do you understand what I mean? You moved our informant, and we can not care if that addict named Nock lives or dies, but you'd better get his job done, or we'll be upset, and everyone will. ”

After listening to Taran's words, Morse had no surprises.

He had already guessed that Nock was an Enlightenment informant, and the latter confessed to it under torture.

It's just a pity that the time he found Nock was too unfortunate, and he couldn't ask what the Enlightenment Society was going to do when he found the addict before Nock connected with the Enlightenment Society.

Restraining the excitement in his heart, he lowered his posture like a real servant, bowed his head slightly and said respectfully.

“…… Understand, it is my compensation to you. If I'm doing a good job, hopefully we'll be able to erase any unpleasantness we've had before. ”

"No problem."

Taran gave the assistant next to him a look and led him straight into the house.

Passing by a room, he saw someone lying dead in a pool of blood.

The emaciated torso looked like a hollowed-out corpse, and even if this guy was still alive, he probably only had half a breath left.

Smacking his tongue slightly, Taran didn't look at the hapless addict, but just looked at Morse, who had stopped, and said succinctly.

"Recently, an addiction called snake oil has appeared in Eternal Night Harbor, according to our intelligence...... It's the people of the alliance who are behind it. ”

"Through this evil hallucinogen, they are squeezing the pension from the veterans of the Willantes, trying to exacerbate our internal contradictions."

Morse frowned slightly.

“…… What does this have to do with your initiation? ”

"The Southern Army is our ally, and we certainly can't watch them be crushed by our enemies...... Moreover, by such evil and filthy means. ”

Taran embellished Daniel's words to himself a little, then turned his hand to the gang leader in front of him, paused for a moment to continue.

"What I want you to do is simple, find the source of the snake oil, and the evidence of the Alliance's involvement...... This shouldn't be difficult for the future underground emperor of Blackwater Lane, right? ”

Morse had a hesitant look on his face, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, a pleasant smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Difficult? You're underestimating my skills...... Snake oil yes, I think about it, there is ...... I happen to know that there's a guy doing this business, and it's not a small business. ”

Taran was ecstatic in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, just looked at him approvingly.

"Who?"

Unlike the restrained Taran, the smile on Morse's face grew brighter when he talked about his old enemy.

"The famous Tony, the leader of the Iron Hand Gang, has earned the pension of many Velante veterans through 'snake oil'...... As for whether he has anything to do with the alliance, I don't know, I only heard that the boss behind him has a lot of energy. ”

"Of course, I dare say that the boss behind him must not be comparable to you real adults, otherwise they would not be traitors and mingle with the people of the Alliance."

"If you are interested in his business, I can not only take you to him, but I can even take you to the place where he is doing business......"

(End of chapter)